Coupon Mommy of 3 Diaper Week

Coupon Mommy of 3 is celebrating diaper week with a bunch of giveaways.

Looking in a Mirror

Mr. Dreamy (the hubby) and I always joke that our daughter got all my bad traits. She refuses to go to sleep, is cranky when she wakes up and she has my temper. Of course, she got all Mr. Dreamy's good traits, fixing things, figuring out how they work, and she is very observant.
So today at nap time, Ms. Spaghetti was restless as usual. However, she was also very cranky. This means that she actually does need a little shut eye, and I have to be creative on getting her to sleep.
I let her play for a little while in her bed. Today she was putting on her light up shoes and reading Always in Trouble. Spaghetti would hit her shoe on the book to make it light up while reading it out loud to her horses. After a few minutes I can hear her talking next to her door. Time to get up and check if the diaper is still on her. NOPE! The last week she has been taking it off if she pees or poops in it. Filled diapers are a good door stop by the way. I had a hard time opening the door because the diaper was behind it.
Okay, now to get down to the business of sleeping. Ms. Spaghetti has a new diaper on and is beyond cranky now. The trick I have discovered in the last few weeks is playing with her hair while she is laying down. I love when people play with my hair. I will drop the conversation mid sentence if my hair is touched in anyway. It is so relaxing. Apparently, my daughter has the same affinity for it.
So as I am laying next to her, my arm is starting to get soar from the stroking. I think okay, she will let me stop now. WRONG! I had to switch arms. I think again, okay, I am finished. WRONG! As, my fingertips are starting to go numb from the lactic acid build up that is happening, Ms. Spaghetti finally closes her eyes and goes to sleep.
Bliss! Now, how do I get out of bed without the function of my arms?

The Pretend Nap

My daughter went down for her nap about a half hour ago. My son was really fussy and wanted to nurse to go to sleep, so I couldn't lay down and sing with my daughter like we normally do. As I was feeding Super Y, I could hear Spaghetti in the next room. She was reading The New Potty, which has a grasshopper and spider in the background on every page. She was giggling and saying what a silly grasshopper with each page turn. I had to smile.
I would love it if she would go to sleep, but now as I just peek into her room she is putting all her stuffed animals to sleep. Each one is carefully wrapped in its own blanket and placed lovingly on the pillows. As Ms. Spaghetti is doing this, she is making soft snoring noises. I can't help but laugh myself. She is so relaxed just taking care of her babies that maybe not napping is just as rejuvenating.

Getting Started

There are so many choices when starting a blog. It is like starting a new school or job. What should I wear? What do I say? Where do I go? So, I have been playing with the idea of writing a blog for a few weeks now. I guess anytime is as good as now.
My kids are asleep, kind of. My daughter is in her room, laying on her bed singing. My son is in his swing chewing on his hand. This is why I dream of naptime. Sometimes it happens, sometimes it doesn't.